Phone Call

31/5/2010

(4:32 PM)

House was sitting on his couch in his apartment. He was watching his favorite soap opera while eating canned beans and pill after pill of Vicodin for his leg pain. He was bored the day after he was fired. He tried to cook but he quickly tried of cooking. He tried to do some housework but he still felt bored. His life was worth nothing without diagnostics.

His teams tried to reach him by all necessary means even come over to his house but House just ignored them. What he wanted was an apology from Cuddy, his boss.

Then, his phone rang.

'Hello?' House answered the phone.

'House?' Wilson asked, 'How are you today?'

'Fair, just need something to keep me busy.'

'Well, Cuddy just came into my office.'

'What did she said?'

'She says she won't hire you back unless-'

Wilson's voice trailed off when coming to this point.

'Unless what?' House asked, impatiently.

'Unless you apologize to the parents and admit that you are wrong.'

'That won't going to happen.'

'Do you want your job back?'

'No.'

'But yesterday you said you want the job back.'

'OK! I lied! Happy now?'

'Wait….what?'

'I was a pathetic jerk which won't accept give a damn about getting my old job back. Now I am free of doing virtually anything. So goodbye and don't kill that patient like me or Foreman!' House hung up the phone, leaving Wilson dazzled. Wilson turned to House's team who were trying to get a piece of the current status of House since he didn't tell them a thing when they visited him.

'What did he say?' 13 asked.

'I used your way but it didn't work.' Wilson replied.

'Even I dragged Cuddy into the conversation?'

'Yes.'

'He is determined.'

'Let's not talk about this OK? Let's focus on the patient.'

(6:21 PM)

Cuddy was preparing to leave the hospital when she finished her day until Cameron showed up at the door. She was also ready to finish her day. She asked, 'Got a minute?'

'Yeah, what is it?' Cuddy asked.

'Is about House.'

'Don't mention about him.'

'Why? You always interested in whatever House did, even it is a ridiculous one.'

'I don't have the mood.'

Cameron watched as Cuddy leaved the room. After she left the room, Cameron took advantage of the absence of people in the ground floor. If she won't tell me what really happens, I will do it myself! She approached Cuddy's desk and started to dig out files from her drawers and cupboards to look for clues.

She found nothing.

Where did she put those files? Cameron asked herself until Cuddy suddenly returned to her office. Her face was furious when her office was like a tornado had passed through. Files, papers, pins were everywhere and on Cameron's hand was a blue file labeled confidential.

'What do you think you are doing?' Cuddy cried out.

'Nothing…I just…looking some…uh…things.' Cameron mumbled.

'You seem not looking for something.'

Cuddy snatched the file from Cameron and showed in front of her eyes. She asked, 'Do you know what this is?'

'No.'

She fell silent. Cuddy returned to her desk and in a state of deep thoughts. Cameron watched anxiously until Cuddy lifted her body up and said, 'Cameron.'

'Yes?' Cameron asked.

'You're fired.'

(8:32 PM)

House had fallen asleep on his sofa until his phone rang again. It was Cameron.

'Hello?'

'I got fired!' Cameron was sobbing.

'What? Why?'

'I tried to clear your name by ransacking Cuddy's office but she caught me red handed.'

'You IDIOT! Why risking your life for this?'

'I just…was trying to help you.'

'Well, you just made yourself miserable, not my call.'

House hung up the phone and continued sleeping.